Essence
A/N: Hey there! I shall continue my Yuri streak! Here is a story requested by my friend. It's in Shizune's PoV. Future M rated situations? Maybe...
Chapter 1: The Essence of Life
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I remember when this used to be a fun thing to do. Swinging with my friends and family in the park, running around without a care in the world, coming home to warmth and love. Now, now that's all dead to me. I can't believe how naive of a child I used to be. I can't believe how much I've changed in the span of 3 years. 3 years...3 pain stakingly long years. I...I feel like giving up.
Kicking a can along the streets in the dead of night, I ignore the drunken calls of hammered old men and walk casually into a bar. The owner was a nice guy, he always offered me a nice drink. It sucked though, just ebcause I'm only 18, he doesn't ive me a lot. I appreciate the thought though. Especially in this time of year, an alcoholic drink was one of the only things that warmed me up.
I received offers into orphanages, foster homes, you know what I mean. Some people find it weird, maybe even stupid, but i reject those offers. After being abandoned, after seeing several of my dearest people die before my eyes...I decided that the world is dead to me.
In the span of one year, I've been thinking about ending my life. I even thought of many methods to rid myself of this life. There was no more to look forward too, there was absolutely no essence in life.
Something kept me going. I had no idea what the hell it was. Whenever I saw that tip of the knife rest at my throat, or grip the cold handle of a shot gun, I felt myself tremble. I mean, come on. Life was a train wreck, but it just kept on moving along. I accepted no help from anyone, I am a lonely kid. that's all I'll ever be.
Don't take me as some stupid piece of trash. I actually maintain my life pretty well. I know the best spots for food so I'm never hungry, I know a reliable place for a water fountain, and clothes? What more can I need besides rags that covered me head to toe? yeah, that's it, if you were to stare at me right now; which some people are already doing, you would see that I look like some sort of leper. not only does it keep people away, but its actually quite comfortable. Take that fashion society.
I couldn't help but flinch as I heard the door of the bar swing open with a loud crash as the door came into contact with the wall. My right eyebrow raises as the doorknob falls from the door, a blonde woman followed by a small pig following after.
"My usual," she cried, a frustrated look fixated on her face. By the whimper of the small pig and the slight pink in her cheeks, I could tell that she was drunk. I've never seen her here before, but the old man chatted her up like she was a good friend of his. he gave off a laugh as she replied with slurred words.
I turn back to my own drink, thinking it's best to ignore the other customers. I never pay real attention to them. They're just a bother. They could worry about their lives, while I debate about the worth of my own.
As soon as I finish my drink, I ask for a second. The old manm grants me it, but before I get a hold of it, he reminds me that it's my last one, "I know I know," I reply. Taking a small sip of the poison I feel my throat and stomach warm up again.
Lowering my head, I feel something near my arm. I turn to see the small pig rubbing it's nose into my ragged up arm. I couldn't help but smile at it's cuteness. Damn my vulnerability to cuteness.
"Ey Tonton, leave the poor girl a-hic-lone," the blonde hissed, the pig obviously not listening.
"I don't mind," I reply as I take the pig into my arms, "This Tonton is pretty cute, eh old man?" He smiles at me and gives me a nod. Turning back, I see that the only ones remaining in the bar was me, the old man, the pig, and the drunken blonde woman.
"Ey, Tsunade!" The old man called. I have been playing with this pig for about 10 minutes now. I think she likes me. "TSUNADE!" The old man cried again. I frowned in synch with the pig as we turned to face the old man and the blonde one. "Damnit," her mumbles, shaking her ferociously.
"What's wrong?" I ask, bringing the pig with me, "Stupid drunk woman won't wake up?" The pig shook in my arms and snorted at me in frustration, "O-Oh, sorry Tonton, she's your owner right? I guess I should show more respect." Keh, if it weren't for this pig, I would've been gone a long time ago.
"Shizune-chan, please do me this one favour," the old man pleaded. Yeah, he's on familiar terms with me, I never bothered to ask him for his name, and he's never offered.
"What is it?" I ask, the pig running out of my arms to jump on top of Tsunade's in an attempt to awaken her.
"She's out cold, and I need to return home. Could you bring her to her house? It's only two blocks away," he pleaded with hopeful eyes. I let out a sigh and nod slowly. Afterall, this man had always been kind to me. He's even offered that i stay at his place with his wife and dog, but I've refused. Instead he treats me with alcohol, and on occasion junkfood. I couldn't just say no.
"What's the number of her house? Any noticable physical features?" I ask, placing the blonde-err Tsunade, on my back, the pig riding on top of my head. Now, I may look small, but I am pretty strong. I look at the old man as he prepares himself for the cold outside, waiting for a reply.
"Um, her house number is 2194, and its pretty noticable. She's a very skilled doctor so she's got a lot of that money. Tonton will probably lead you to her room, and probably knows where the key is," with that he walks us out of his bar and he turns the opposite direction that I am about to go. "Thanks again," he says as he waves goodbye to me.
I wave goodbye to him and let out a sigh. Tonton makes a strange pig noise as I begin my journey to the drunken doctor's house. Heh, maybe I'll keep her habits a secret. I've always thought that doctors were supposed to be responsible. Afterall, they are supposed to save lives right?
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Strangely, the pig had a key in a pocket of it's shirt. Careful not to drop the knocked out blonde, I open the door to find myself amazed by the amount of space that was in view. Holy cow, maybe I should try to become a doctor. Like I have the money to study it anyways...
Anyways, the pig brought me to the woman's room. It was rather spacey, but it had a simple look. I ignored taking in details and liad her atop her mattress. I watched as the pig rested next to her head. Waving a silent goodbye, I left the room.
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Oh great, it's been an hour since I left that room and I haven't found the exit to this house. Tired from wandering around and carrying a woman on my back, I hide in one of her many closets and fall asleep in the warmth of numerous sweaters.
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A/N: So yeah, my friend who requested this is Bern. Her username here is .Symphony.In.The.Abyss. I think. Anyways, review please!
